At that moment Raimon awoke somewhere on the continent.
All the senior strongmen in the rank of Semi-Gods received messages from Gods along with important information about the coming catastrophes on the continent.
A black sky.
In the darkness of fading sun and moon, there was a hill covered with numerous corpses.
Step, step
The footsteps of a warrior with a blood-filled black suit and waist-length platinum hair and deep-set eyes filled with a silvery glow headed toward the mountain of corpses.
Stagger.
Each step trembled dangerously, one after another.
Death.
The scene was filled with pulverized and crushed corpses no matter where you looked.
Internal organs and cerebrospinal fluid.
At that moment.
Oooooh!!!
A beam of starlight that illuminated the darkness shot towards him.
"Darkness and chaos are coming, Semi-God."
A woman in a billowing dress made of starlight with golden hair reaching her waist slowly floated in the air.
"Nature Goddess."
In front of the heavily armed and blood-soaked knight's eyes was a woman, no, a goddess.
Epona.
Star of the blood world and Goddess of all elves.
The most radiantly bright God among those known to all the realms that lit up the night sky looked down upon him with a cold stare.
"The Celestial Demons and Ancient Beasts will awaken, all the Demi-Gods have to save this world."
Emotionless, an inanimate way of speaking, as if reading a sentence from a sheet of paper.
"...Save?"
Balar's mouth began to twist.
Kekeke.
His shoulders shook and his laughter exploded.
"Save? Did you say we need to save this world?"
A voice full of irony seeped through his blood-streaked lips.
"Stop!"
Auge!
Tapping his foot violently, he shouted out loud.
"¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡Ahhhhhhhhhhhh¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡
Tears of blood streamed down his face.
"What kind of mission is this!"
"You sent me to block the entrance to the underworld just 10 years ago along with my knights!!!"
"What kind of salvation do I have to bring when all my warriors died at the hands of that monster!!!"
Dull thud.
Sitting on the spot, he shouted.
"The Beast God of the 12 Infernal Beasts!!! A Semi-God of blood along with 10 sword emperors and The Seven Spiritists!!! Ten damn years and only I am left!!!"
Numerous. Thousands, tens of thousands of flies had combined their strength to enter the continent at a very close distance from the Flower Duchy.
The warriors who competed and fought each other every day had held hands, all to kill. To stop the so-called Beast God, that peerless monster.
But eventually.
"Everyone... everyone..."
Died.
They went and died.
"All... they were all eaten..."
He dropped the spear helplessly.
He recalled the vivid image of that lone monster shattering his combined power as it devoured a loyal knight whole.
"But, in the end, he died in the end."
That's right.
Though the sacrifice of achieving that goal had been of many Duchy warriors. The beasts they hunted, the brave warriors, the noble Semi-Gods. Most of them would end up dying, everything had become chaos. However, with a pang of conscience not knowing if this tragedy had anything to do with the family curse being gone.
The Beast God had died.
"Semi-God Balar, you killed him."
He ended up killing him.
"..."
Balar, his platinum eyes downcast, raised his head.
He could see the collapsed Beast God with a spear impaled in his heart.
A face covered with black and white skin.
Red, sinister eyes bereft of life could be seen beyond the mask.
Gulp.
Swallowing his dried saliva, he spat the monster's name in a low tone.
"Beast God, Abandinus."
The Beast God, The Master of the Center of the Continent, The Devourer of Races.
Although many titles referred to him, there was only one emotion towards him.
'Fear.'
Overwhelming, Absolute.
Fear.
The name 'Beastly God' terrified the entire continent.
Of course, it wasn't like that from the beginning.
The Beast God of the past was someone who used to be a normal human being.
'But.'
The 'Beast God' power that Abandinus gained from awakening his bloodline a thousand years ago could absorb the powers in the blood that other families had.
Completely transforming into a Demonic Beast thus losing all reason and living only for destruction.
Lifting the limit on the bloodlines set by the world with his efforts.
With that power, he had devoured countless races and even ended up devouring the owners of the oldest bloodlines, Emperors, and Dukes with the greatest history.
"That turned out at...."
A hill covered in corpses.
It was the end of the Empires and Kingdoms that existed at that time.
"Semi-God Balar, for you who have saved the continent temporarily by killing the Beast God, a wish come true will be granted according to the 'Promise of the Gods."
The low voice of the goddess echoed in his ears.
Balar's cold pupils lit up.
"...Send me."
Squeezing it out.
He opened his mouth he had dry lips.
"Send me... to the rank of God."
"...What did you say?"
Epona's eyebrow rose.
"Perhaps you expect the rank of God?"
"That's right."
"... Do you wish to repeat that horrendous suffering once more?"
"It will be different."
Shred.
Balar gritted his teeth sharply.
"This time, it will be different.
Not by anyone else.
But he wanted to make it different himself.
"Mmm."
The Goddess's eyes slanted.
"So you wish to be the next Original God with the same blood as the God of War who has been missing for years."
The possibility of going against the destiny of the bloodline.
The only existence that could write another page at the end of a Legend.
A God.
The human in front of her... only wished to become that God.
"The fate of a world that has already been decided once will not change easily."
"I am aware."
"A future more painful and hopeless than the first time may occur."
"I will change it."
"There will be no second chances."
"One is enough."
Balar's eyes burned with determination.
"..."
The goddess gently closed her eyes, lost in thought.
A small period passed.
Pupils that looked full of starlight focused on Balar.
"Good. According to the 'Promise of the Gods', I'll let you try again."
Squeeze
Balar clenched his fist sharply.
"One more thing."
"According to the 'Promise of the Gods', there is only one wish."
"Take good care of the little one who was born a decade ago. He will be the center of the coming chaos."
"Belenus is fighting to delay as long as possible, your family does not have to forget the promise of old."
"That wasn't a promise, Epona. It was a family oath."
"The little one will have to understand that as a Flower we often don't hold our destiny in our own hands."